A MAFIA STORY: MY FATHER'S DEBT

Mr Smith

What could have made Andrew throw me off his legs and run out of the room with fluffy like that? I picked up my shirt and put it back on. I walked out of the room to the balcony upstairs.

I was stunned to see several cars outside, two white SUVs in front, a triple black Rolls-Royce, and two white Range Rovers at the back. The gates closed immediately and a man stepped out of the Rolls-Royce in a fine black suit with several men following behind, all in suit. I can see Andrew and Fluffy beside him bowing before they walk into the second building.

Is there a higher boss?? What is going on?? What do they want from me?? Is maMamaeally safe?? I was so confused as I walked Into my room and sat quietly on the bed folding my legs to my chest and squeezing them tightly. 

These men are wealthy. My father used to be wealthy not as much as this though until they took it all from him including his life. Why do I have to be involved in this drama?

Gloria walked in and placed my dinner on the table. Gloria is a nice chef who has made sure I ate enough since I arrived.

"Hi Zola, this is your meal. Enjoy!"

" Thank you, Gloria," I said sincerely, picking up my food.

" You are welcome," she replied and patted me on the cheek before walking out.

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It's 12:am in the middle of the night and I can't get myself to sleep. I tiptoed towards the door and quietly opened it, walking out the door and shutting it back silently. I walked down the stairs and straight into the room Andrew specifically warned me never to enter. I'm too curious to follow the rules right now. 

I slowly opened the door of the room and walked into it only to find an empty room. Why did he ask me not to come in here then? I sank into the ground resting my back on a wall sobbing when the wall turned to the other side. 

" A wall opened," I said out loud and walked through it. It's a secret room.

I walked into the room and found several book Shelves and I went through a few of them, they were mostly Mafia and horror books, and I found a few Billionaire romance stories too. 

I walked to the other end of the room and found different types of guns arranged on the wall. There were not only guns but also swords, daggers, and handcuffs. I moved closer to touch one when I heard footsteps and I froze.

" Who are you ?" A thick dark voice said "And what are you doing here?"

I swallowed my saliva and dropped my hand. I am already shivering, sweat running down my spine.

" Can't you speak?" The voice said again, sounding angry this time.

I turned slowly to face whoever this was. A handsome tall man with broad shoulders and a strong jawline is standing in front of me, hands in his jogger pocket, his tight shirt showing his beautifully crafted biceps and packs. His dark brown hair covered part of his face and his glowing blue eyes stared right into mine.

He walked towards me and dragged me by my wrist back into the living room before calling Andrew loudly. Andrew, Fluffy, and about eight other guys march into the living room. 

" Yes Boss" Andrew answered, bowing his head a little in front of him.

" Who is this bitch and how did she get into the secret room?" The man asked angrily.

Andrew said nothing but kept his head bowed. 

" Would someone give me an explanation or do I have to cut off your ears one after the other?" he said, releasing my hands.

The threat scared me so much that I screamed.

" Fluffy! " I ran to stand behind him.

" Look who has been getting nicknames around here when Alfred ?" He said clenching his fists and walking towards Fluffy.

Alfred his name is Alfred. I sank into the ground screaming when a heavy punch landed on Fluffy's face. Blood spilled out of his lips and dropped to the ground. How can a man be so ruthless

" I'm sorry Boss, this would never happen again," Andrew said, still bowing, they were all bowing.

Fluffy wiped his bloody lips with the back of his hand before stepping back. I'm sure he is going to hate me forever.

" Who is she ?" He asked again, already getting impatient.

" Mr Jacobs' daughter, " Andrew replied. 

How do they know my father? What is going on here? I dry my tears with the back of my palms hoping to hear more.

" Oh she is " the man replied, his anger subsiding

" Let me punish her for going against the rules, " Andrew said

" Never mind, I will do that myself " he replied and that sent cold chills down my spine.

" I would do a perfect …. " Andrew tried convincing him but he refused.

" Get Out " he ordered calmly and they all discarded.

He grabbed me by my shirt, revealing my underwear. He dragged me back into the empty room, the secret room, and dragged me into another secret room I had no idea how he opened.

He must have been the one who stepped out of the Rolls-Royce earlier today. This room is nothing like the rest of the house, it screams luxury. It is a black themed beautiful room.

" Kneel" his deep voice came as a whisper.

I did as I was told and knelt and then he released my shirt.

" Who are you and why did you have them bring me here? "  I finally gathered the courage to ask.

" You can not ask questions,"  he said, sitting on his bed. "Isabella or Zola, which do you prefer I call you??" He asked with a blank expression.

" How do you know my name?" I screamed. I was Isabella when I stayed in America but my father moved me and my mom to South Africa and changed my name to keep us safe. How does this man know so much?

He smirked and pulled off his shirt, showing off his sexy chest. I relaxed on my legs still kneeling and pulled off my shirt letting out my bare breasts.

"Why did you pull off your shirt ?" He asked, his blue eyes glaring at my naked body.